Anniversary: Z.L

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Y/n has been through a lot throughout her life. On her and Zeke's 2nd year anniversary she breaks down and tells him everything.
TW: mentions of hateful family members, brief mention of a past mention of trying to take their own life
Pronouns: she/her

Zeke knew you'd been through a lot, although he didn't know the details he knew you had some trauma though. Today was your 2nd year anniversary and he'd decided to set up something on the beach you were staying at. Finally having finished setting it up he stepped back admiring his work.

(Something like this except at night. And I don't claim rights to this photo)

Knowing he had to go and find you now he walked back into your Airbnb and began calling out your name

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Knowing he had to go and find you now he walked back into your Airbnb and began calling out your name.

"Y/n! Y/n where are you? I've got a surprise for you!" He called out causing a small figure he knew to be his girlfriend to enter the room he was in and exit the one she was in previously. "C'mon I have a surprise for you on the beach" he stated grabbing your arm and hugging you as the two of you walked out to the beach not noticing how slow you were walking.

"Do you like it? I'm sorry if it looks bad it's just I-" he got cut off by you lifting your hand to his lips to quiet him down. He'd always rambled because he felt a little guilty since you had a small age gap of 3 years. Although it wasn't significant he still felt guilty. Somehow he still hadn't noticed how quiet you were, a common trait when you were having a bad day. Sitting down quietly in the fort you lifted your knees to under your chin, not being able to get past the things your family had said to you in the past.

When you were a teenager you'd done many things. You'd tried to take your life once due to the things your family said to you. When telling them to stop you told them everything that had happened...they never stopped until you cut them off and left. Since you tried to forget about it all, you never told Zeke. After he saw you sitting with your knees to your chest he sat down pulling you into him. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" Your breath hitched.

    Should you tell him? Would he hate you? Dad always said you'd never get a boyfriend, maybe he was right. You hadn't even noticed the tears rolling down your cheeks until you felt the man brush his thumb on your cheek to wipe them away.

   "What's wrong? Tell me" he practically begged of you, only wanting to help you. You shook your head "you'll hate me, he always said any of my boyfriends would hate me" you mumbled

   "No I won't baby. C'mon what's wrong? Is it a bad day?" He brushed your y/h/c (your hair color) hair off your forehead and behind your ear. You nodded, he'd seen you during bad days before even if he didn't know what they were about. "Oh darling."

   "You won't hate me if I tell you?" You asked him, although your voice was muffled from your position against his shoulder. "No of course not" he kissed your forehead and you took a breath.

"A long time ago, when I was a teenager I um" you started, "went through a lot. My family wasn't the nicest" "what do you mean?" You felt a fresh round of tears brew in your eyes. "They, they said things to me. Called me names. Mostly my dad." He nodded hoping you'd go on. "I um, I tried to end things. I told them and asked them to stop but they wouldn't." You sighed feeling a sob come up and out your mouth, covering your mouth to quiet it.

"Oh darling. I'm so so sorry." He tried to sooth you from the cries leaving your mouth. "It's okay it's alright" he mumbled letting you lay against him as you attempted to calm down. Going silent after your tears quieted to sniffles your laid against him as he turned on a music playlist on his phone. Not caring for the music you weren't paying attention to the songs as you fiddled with your hoodie drawstring. Then as you began to feel tired you heard the familiar intro to (your favorite song) and Zeke stood up and looked down at you.

"C'mon darling it's our song, let's dance" he smiled a small smile reaching down to help you up. The rest of that night was spent dancing and laughing together, forgetting about what had happened earlier in the night before finally crawling into bed and falling asleep soon after.

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I tried my best and this got finished so much faster than I expected. This is a request so thank you so much Cassie for the request and I hope you like it :) I tried out a new way of formatting too what do you all think?

-Brooklyn

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